ransom note

Hannah, I have your boots. I will release them to you when progress reports come out. The only authorities you can contact are the Geometry tutors.

Hannah has been wanting these boots for a month. Friday while we were at the mall, I told her I would buy them for her.

BUT --

I would hold them until progress reports. She failed Geometry this six weeks. She wasn't too happy about that, but agreed to it. I have the boots in my closet.

During the obligatory food court visit, I saw a couple of funny tee shirts.

Draft beer, not soldiers

and

define "girlfriend". quotations and all.

Then, there was a very bizarre lady with red eyes. Seriously. Red eyes. She looked like she walked right out of Anne Rice's mind. Creepy.

I didn't stare long enough to try and tell if they were contacts, or if she was just evil. Red eyes freak me out.